
Small gecko friend
Something inside
I felt it die
not knowing, what it could be
I look inside
seeing what it is, I cry
I saw myself die
realizing I'm standing by
I look at myself and ask
What is death?
It's a life unfound, but found
It's a realization, but with disbelief
It's a reality, faced with changes
I realized, I faced my demons
I realized, I died in disbelief
I realized, I forced myself to change
So I died.
What am I now?
the Universe responds,
"Death of the old, births anew.
take your steps towards purpose
understand that life and death
hold hands. in your hands,
you hold both. let it go."
About the Creator
Malia Dagdag
Hi! My name is Malia. I love writing poetry about growth, spiritual growth and calming scenes of nature Herself. I hope you enjoy! :)



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